Adventure stories; Castaways -- Fiction; Islands of the Pacific -- Fiction; Science fiction
It was 5 o’clock in the afternoon. The day had been a hard one, and
they sat down to their dinner with great appetite; but afterwards,
notwithstanding their fatigue, they could not resist the desire of
examining some of the chests. Most of them contained ready-made
clothes, which, as may be imagined, were very welcome. There was enough
to clothe a whole colony, linen of every description, boots of all
sizes.
“Now we are too rich,” cried Pencroff. “What shall we do with all these
things?”
Every moment the sailor uttered exclamations of joy, as he came upon
barrels of molasses and rum, hogsheads of tobacco, muskets and
side-arms, bales of cotton, agricultural implements, carpenters’ and
smiths’ tools, and packages of seeds of every kind, uninjured by their
short sojourn in the water. Two years before, how these things would
have come in season! But even now that the industrious colonists were
so well supplied, these riches would be put to use.
There was plenty of storage room in Granite House, but time failed them
now to put everything in safety. They must not forget that six
survivors of the Speedy’s crew were now on the island, scoundrels of
the deepest dye, against whom they must be on their guard.
Although the bridge over the Mercy and the culverts had been raised,
the convicts would make little account of a river or a brook; and,
urged by despair, these rascals would be formidable. Later, the
colonists could decide what course to take with regard to them; in the
meantime, the chests and packages piled up near the Chimneys must be
watched over, and to this they devoted themselves during the night.
The night passed, however, without any attack from the convicts. Master
Jup and Top, of the Granite House guard, would have been quick to give
notice.
The three days which followed, the 19th, 20th, and 21st of October,
were employed in carrying on shore everything of value either in the
cargo or in the rigging. At low tide they cleaned out the hold, and at
high tide, stowed away their prizes. A great part of the copper
sheathing could be wrenched from the hull, which every day sank deeper;
but before the sands had swallowed up the heavy articles which had sunk
to the bottom, Ayrton and Pencroff dived and brought up the chains and
anchors of the brig, the iron ballast, and as many as four cannon,
which could be eased along upon empty barrels and brought to land; so
that the arsenal of the colony gained as much from the wreck as the
kitchens and store-rooms. Pencroff, always enthusiastic in his
projects, talked already about constructing a battery which should
command the channel and the mouth of the river. With four cannon, he
would guarantee to prevent any fleet, however powerful, from coming
within gunshot of the island.
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